Chapter 139 Meng Yunlan's Worry
Su Mansion.
Main hall, the top.
Su Yuan's eyes swept across the men in the hall, and finally landed on Su's father on the right, and asked:
"Dad, did you have lunch?"
Father Su picked up the teacup and took a sip, smiling as he replied:
"Yes, you and Qiu Bai were summoned to the palace. We didn't know if you would come back, so we didn't wait for you."
Su Yuan nodded, raised his chin and pointed at the cloth in the servant's hand, saying:
"We had lunch at Ruyuzhai. Well, when we were strolling around, we found that men in Beijing like to wear this floating gauze, so we bought some more. Can you pick out which color you like?"
She waved to Nan Chu who was sitting below her, and waited for him to slowly walk up to her.
Su Yuan put his arm around the man's waist, gently stroked his bulging belly, and instructed Su Lujiu:
"Bring a soft stool for the master to sit on."
Su Lujiu responded with a "yes" and quickly brought over a soft stool. Then he gently handed it to Nan Chu's back. After everyone sat down, he went back to the side and stood properly.
Su Yuan looked at him with admiration, then lowered his eyes to Nan Chu beside him and asked:
"Since Gu Yang left, Lu Jiu, have you been able to use Shu Xin?"
Nan Chu nodded and said "excellent", then turned his head to look at Meng Yunlan and said with a faint smile:
"And Brother Meng also takes good care of me. Don't worry, I am very happy every day."
Meng Yunlan's mouth curled up slightly, and he smiled modestly:
"Since you became pregnant, my wife has given me the power to manage the household. It is my job to take care of you."
Seeing the two of them talking back and forth, praising and yielding to each other, Su Yuan shook his head and smiled, saying:
"You had a hard pregnancy but never complained, and Yunlan has a gentle and virtuous personality and is considerate in every way. You two are both excellent."
She looked at the tray still in the servant's hands, raised her hand to signal them to put it down, and chuckled:
"Summer is coming soon. You can pick out some clothes that you like and use them to make outerwear so that you can keep cooler. Especially for Nanchu, when the baby in your belly was born, it was very hot. Ask the embroiderer in the mansion to make a few more inner clothes."
Nan Chu glanced at the glittering gauze under the sunlight and said with a smile:
"My wife once said that I look good in pink, so I'll go with pink. I'll let Brother Meng and Daddy pick the rest first. I'm fine with either."
He seemed to remember something, blinked a few times, and asked:
"My dear wife, the names of the children have been chosen. Dad asked me at lunch and said that we should prepare a few names."
Su Yuan touched his abdomen lightly with the back of his hand and nodded:
"Okay, I want to name the boy Su Chuli and the girl Su Chuyao, what do you think?"
A hint of joy flashed across Nan Chu's eyes, and he hummed lightly, smiling:
"I like it. My wife named it nicely."
The wife's surname plus his first name.
He loves it very much!
Right side.
Father Su looked at Su Yuan and Nan Chu with a smile, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he said softly:
"Dad also thinks that Yuanyuan's name is good. I heard that Wanfo Temple is very effective. I plan to go there to burn incense in a few days and ask for some amulets for you guys."
After saying this, he turned his head and turned his gaze to Meng Yunlan below him, sighed, and said with a sad tone:
"Yunlan has been here for more than half a year, but there has been no sign of pregnancy. I went to see a doctor, who said that it is difficult for a woman to get pregnant due to her cold constitution. I will take him to worship the Buddha and have him read my fortune."
Su Yuan turned his head and glanced at Meng Yunlan, who lowered his eyes and looked a little lost, and frowned:
"No hurry. Yunlan is weak. I have discussed this with him. We will have a baby after he recovers. Daddy, please don't mention this in the future. I know what's going on."
After that, she raised her eyes and looked outside, winked at Su Qingjiu, and changed the subject:
"Nan Chu should be taking a nap at this time on normal days. Su Qingjiu, help the master back to Qinghe Garden to rest. Don't waste time."
Su Qingjiu understood, replied "yes", and walked over slowly to help the man up.
Su Yuan stood up and helped, then turned around and said to Father Su:
"Dad, you should go back to the courtyard. Your daughter will accompany you to the Wanfo Temple in two days. As for now, I have some things to do in the study. After Dad chooses the floating light yarn, Yunlan can take care of the rest."
Father Su waved at Su Yuan and said:
"Okay, if you have something to do, go and do it. After I finish choosing the fabrics, I will go back to Xinyuan Hall to rest. Sigh! I feel sleepy when I get old."
Su Yuan nodded, and supported Nan Chu as they slowly walked out of the main hall, then separated from him and went to the study.
Shen time.
The azure sky is decorated magnificently by the setting sun. As the sun gradually moves down, the color of the sky becomes darker and darker, from light purple to dark purple to dark blue...
Bingquanxuan.
Su Yuan walked into the courtyard leisurely, holding something in his hand. A servant saw him and hurriedly came forward and said:
"Master, the Second Young Master is studying in the small study room. Why don't you go to the hall to have a cup of tea while I go and call the Master."
Su Yuan waved his hand, turned around and walked straight into the small study.
As soon as I entered, I saw a handsome man in a blue robe with elegant bamboo embroidered on it with silver thread. He was practicing calligraphy on rice paper on the table with a brush in his hand.
She walked around the man in a leisurely manner, rested her chin on his shoulder, and praised him softly:
"Great handwriting, the writing style is natural and fluent, and it is very incisive. It is really good!"
Below.
The hot air from the woman's breath sprayed on his ears, causing Meng Yunlan, who was originally practicing calligraphy, to shrink sensitively.
He sighed helplessly, gently put down the rosewood brush, turned his head and said softly:
"My dear wife, why are you here?"
Su Yuan held the Xuechi inkstone in his hand, and waved it in front of Meng Yunlan's eyes when he heard her ask, and said with a faint smile:
"I won this at a poetry gathering at Wenjintai a few days ago. I've wanted to give it to you for a long time, but I was busy with other things and forgot about it. How about you take a look? You like this Xuechi inkstone."
Meng Yunlan took the Xuechi inkstone and looked at it carefully. The corners of his lips slightly raised and he nodded:
"Yeah, I like it."
After saying this, he seemed to have thought of something, a trace of sadness appeared on his brows, and he gently placed the inkstone on the desk.
Then she lowered her head, and stroked her lower abdomen with her white jade-like fingers. She asked softly with a hint of uneasiness in her voice:
"My dear wife, I...what if I can't bear a child?"
Ever since Nanchu became pregnant, his wife often stayed in his room. They had sex every day, but there was no sign of pregnancy.
well!
Perhaps he has a cold body and there is no hope of having children!
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